But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40:31(NIV)

On Wings Of Eagles

Friday, October 31, 2014

The Power of a Little Seed

Matthew 17:20 (NIV)

He replied, “Because you have so little faith. Truly I
tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this
mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be
impossible for you.”

Want to see a miracle? Try this.

Take a seed the size of a freckle. Put it under several
inches of dirt. Give it enough water, light, and fertilizer. And get ready. A
mountain will be moved. It doesn't matter that the ground is a zillion times
the weight of the seed. The seed will push it back.

Every spring, dreamers around the world plant tiny hopes
in overturned soil. And every spring, their hopes press against impossible odds
and blossom.

Never underestimate the power of a seed.

I never read that
James, the epistle writer, was a farmer. But he knew the power of a seed sown
in fertile soil.

"Those who are peacemakers will plant seeds of peace
and reap a harvest of goodness."

The principle for peace is the same as the principle for
crops: Never underestimate the power of a seed.

The story of Heinz is a good example. Europe, 1934.
Hitler's plague of anti-Semitism was infecting a continent. Some would escape
it. Some would die from it. But eleven ­year-old Heinz would learn from it. He
would learn the power of sowing seeds of peace.

Heinz was a Jew.

The Bavarian village of Furth, where Heinz lived, was
being overrun by Hitler's young thugs. Heinz's father, a schoolteacher, lost
his job. Recreational activities ceased. Tension mounted on the streets.

The Jewish families clutched the traditions that held
them together-the observance of the Sabbath, of Rosh Hashanah, of Yom Kippur.
Old ways took on new significance. As the clouds of persecution swelled and
blackened, these ancient precepts were a precious cleft in a mighty rock.

And as the streets became a battleground, such security
meant survival.

Hitler youth roamed the neighborhoods looking for
trouble. Young Heinz learned to keep his eyes open. When he saw a band of
troublemakers, he would step to the other side of the street. Sometimes he
would escape a fight, sometimes not.

One day, in 1934, a pivotal confrontation occurred. Heinz
found himself face-to-face with a Hitler bully. A beating appeared inevitable.
This time, however, he walked away unhurt-not because of what he did, but
because of what he said. He didn't fight back; he spoke up. He convinced the
troublemakers that a fight was not necessary. His words kept battle at bay.

And Heinz saw firsthand how the tongue can create peace.

He learned the skill of using words to avoid conflict.
And for a young Jew in Hitler-ridden Europe, that skill had many opportunities
to be honed.

Fortunately, Heinz's family escaped from Bavaria and made
their way to America. Later in life, he would down-play the impact those
adolescent experiences had on his development.

But one has to wonder. For after Heinz grew up, his name
became synonymous with peace negotiations. His legacy became that of a bridge
builder. Somewhere he had learned the power of the properly placed word of
peace. And one has to wonder if his training didn't come on the streets of
Bavaria.

You don't know him as Heinz. You know him by his
Anglicized name, Henry. Henry Kissinger.

Never underestimate the power of a seed.

Dear Lord, help us be the one that brings peace to a
world that needs it. We pray that we would not underestimate the power our part
can do. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.